that time i went to prague and ended up in a beer dungeon;

a little preface: ~ a million years ago, when i began documenting the two weeks i went backpacking in europe solo, i had a mental squabble over this portion of my trip. most of my non-fiction stories involve a game i play called, “is this libel?” or rather, “is this my story alone to tell?”  so i stopped […]

that time i went to europe and became a jelly donut, berlin;

{berlin: weihnachtsmarkt [christmas market, alexanderplatz],  siegessäule, smiling through the sickness @ brandenburger tor in my toadstool hat, the aforementioned currywurst restaurant} *and then i sort of kind of made it to berlin, exceeeeeept the whole part where the next flight to berlin would have been four days later, as in the day after i hypothetically left […]

that time i went to europe and {sorta} lived to tell the tale, dublin;

   {somewhere around st. stephen’s green. too jet-lagged to remember exactly, since i had just had at least four cups of aer-lingus coffee and eight aer-lingus cookies by this point, tbh} i’m about to be that twat. i’m about to talk about my post-grad trip europe without being annoying, except totally being annoying. you know […]

being one with nature &etc;

{prospect park} it may not be obvious, but i’m a big fan of dirt. i really dig the stuff {hyuk-hyuk. see what i did there?} hiking in new hampshire and massachusetts has been one of my new loves since moving to the northeast, behind the burritos at boloco, petting strangers dogs outside the library, and […]

things that make me so happy i could vomit;

oh! hey there. is anybody home? my bad, ya’ll. it’s been a whirlwind couple of weeks and i’m lucky if i even remember deodorant most days. now let’s cut the crap. ever see that one episode of 30 rock? the one where jack watches a home video of one of his childhood birthdays and sees […]

{ta-da! list} that time we walked the brooklyn bridge;

that time we walked across the brooklyn bridge was the day we wore our feet down to little feet sausages with poor shoe-choices.{brogues and bright green pointy flats with rainbow sequins can do that to you.} that time we walked across the brooklyn bridge was also the night we realized cash-only ice cream places are for-real.{and […]

sunnin’ the limbs, a playlist;

{click image for spotify playlist. click here for youtube playlist}   i think summer playlists are a wonderful thing. the most special of all playlists. as a former theme park employee who worked in a section of the park where it was always july 4th, 1976 year-round {i.e. working the carnival games outside of the […]

{feed the mackenzies} doctor who blue velvet tardis cake;

last month was a pretty nutty one in boston. pressure cooker bombs? lockdown? manhunt? city is shut down? it all sounds straight out of a sci-fi movie. orson scott card called, and he wants his plot back. in a way, it was terrifying and stressful. in other ways, completely fascinating to reload reddit until 5am […]